Nan Tong let out a wretched scream, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted, the pain was excruciating.
"What happened? Third Young Master, what’s wrong with you?"
An Yiqing watched coldly as Nan Tong writhed on the ground in pain without saying a word. Very soon, Nan Tong’s screams brought out all the Nan Family mbers from the large house.
"What’s going on? Why is he lying on the ground?" A middle-aged woman around thirty-seven or thirty-eight looked at the pale-faced Nan Tong on the floor, but instead of helping him up, she stood beside him, raising her eyebrows and enjoying the spectacle gleefully.
"Yeah, what’s wrong with Lao San’s family? Why are they lying on the ground out of nowhere? Oh, look at how pale his face is, did he apply so powder?" Another middle-aged man, greasy-haired and powdered, over forty, stood smiling at the doorway, craning his neck to look over.
An Yiqing frowned, speechlessly watching these gloating Nan Family mbers, gaining a deeper understanding of their utterly outrageous nature.,
A group of people surrounded Nan Tong, yet not a single one stepped forward to help him. The servants wanted to help, but Nan Tong’s agonizing cries scared them into not daring to move.
Just then, a bold voice with a hint of chilliness rang out from outside the crowd.
"What’s going on? Why’s everyone gathered here? Are you all slacking off?"
Hearing this voice, An Yiqing raised her eyebrows and her eyes filled with a deep smile.
Turning around, the servants watching the commotion automatically stepped aside, making way for a young woman with heavy smoky makeup to saunter over nonchalantly.
"Ah, you’re here too, girl! A few days ago, that old geezer said you ca to treat that Li Yuphei, but I couldn’t catch you for days. Finally caught you today!"
An Yiqing looked at Nan Tian, who painted herself like a New Year picture, with amusent, shaking her head helplessly, "I’ve been wanting to et you, but every ti I co, you’re either sleeping or sleeping, you can’t be woken even by Korean shouting. Today, I ca late for sothing, so I bumped into you. Hey, don’t tell you just got out of bed."
Nan Tian awkwardly scratched her nose, chuckling guiltily.
"Enough about ; what’s going on here? Why is that kid on the ground?" Nan Tian cleverly shifted the topic to Nan Tong, lazily kicking him rolling on the ground with her toe, "Hey, are you dead or alive? If you’re alive, make a sound!"
Nan Tong, in excruciating pain, laboriously opened his eyes and made a "creak——" sound...
An Yiqing’s forehead twitched violently as she quickly turned away, her shoulders starting to shake uncontrollably.
The other Nan Family mbers were less polite, clutching their stomachs and bursting into laughter. Even the servants of the Nan Family were amused into laughter by Nan Tong’s bizarre response.
Nan Tian looked at Nan Tong in shock, as if at a bizarre creature from the sky.
"Wow, kid, how are you so obedient? I told you to make a sound, and you actually made a sound for ! What the heck happened? Did soone beat you silly? Hey, chick, who beat this kid?"
"Um, I did."
Nan Tian instinctively nodded, "Oh, you did... What? You did?!"
An Yiqing looked at Nan Tian, who was acting like her tail was stepped on, and raised her eyebrows high, "What? I can’t hit him?"
Nan Tian looked at An Yiqing with heartache, filled with bitterness, "How could you do that? With your skills, how could you only hurt him this lightly? It’d be better to cripple or kill him directly! Everyone in Jinyin City would be grateful to you for removing a nace!"
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